The people of the Sand tribe who didn't know why, not only did they not have the slightest remorse when they saw Puchen Sword Spirit, but they spoke so arrogantly, and they couldn't help but have a fire in their hearts.

"You ......" A few Sha people were indignant just now, and they just wanted to say a few words for their fellow people, but they were hurriedly stopped by Xiang'an.

Xiang An shook his head at the clansmen to signal everyone to be calm and calm, before he looked at Shen Moli.

Shen Moli was clearly farther away than him, but he was able to hold the Puchen Sword in such a short time, which was definitely not something that a person who had just entered the Holy Rank could do.

The cultivation of the Sand Clan is generally not high, and even though Xiang'an's Demon Dao Cultivation is outstanding among the Sand Clan, it only stays at the Holy Rank Five Heavens, and there is still an extremely long period of time before the God Level. The only one in the clan who has stepped into the god level is only Xiangzhang.

Based on his own cultivation, Xiang An was puzzled by how Shen Moli could rush to Puchen Sword with such a speed, and he was even more precautionary against many incomprehensible and seemingly extremely powerful things on Shen Moli's body.

With that hint of vigilance, Xiang An wanted to know how Shen Moli could do it so quickly. Just before he spoke, Xiang An's gaze swallowed the words that he was about to say again after touching the clansmen.

There are many people, and Xiang'an doesn't want to ferment more dissatisfaction and uneasiness in the clan because of his own questions.

Compared with asking Shen Moli what happened to him, the Sand Tribesman in front of him who was cut out of the skin by the Puchen Sword was obviously more in urgent need of Xiang'an's treatment.

Xiang An bowed his hand slightly: "Thank you for saving me." ”

After a brief thank-you salute, Xiang'an summoned the clan physician and walked towards the injured clansman.

In the Sand Clan, whispers are always heard. Or talk about why Xiang'an is still so polite to Shen Moli, and think that Shen Moli has bad intentions, or think that Shen Moli and Puchen Sword collaborated to harm the clansmen, and their crimes should be punished, or they think that Puchen Sword devours blood and becomes a demon, and will inevitably find another opportunity to kill.

All the discussions were unfavorable to Shen Moli, and Puchen Sword Spirit frowned when he heard it.

Although these discussions were caused by its misdeeds, it could not tolerate others slandering its sword master like that.

Puchen Sword Spirit, who was arrogant by nature and behaved wantonly, and in the midst of the insults one after another, the fire in his heart became more and more vigorous, and it was on the verge of eruption in a while.

However, just as Puchen Sword Spirit was about to attack, he heard Shen Moli dissuade him in a low voice: "Don't act rashly, otherwise you will fall for his plan again!"

Shen Moli's reminder was like a basin of cold water that poured out the anger that Puchen's sword spirit was about to erupt. Puchen Sword Spirit turned into a small body that could not be slapped from the blade of the sword, leaned on the sword, and rolled his eyes with the pu grass that he took from the corner of his mouth from nowhere, and then said: "I am in a hurry for you, but you don't care at all." Anyway, I don't care anymore, and I don't have to worry about that. ”

With that, he turned around angrily, and Puchen Sword Spirit was about to drill into the blade.

Just as he was about to burrow into the sword, he heard Shen Moli ask urgently, "Where did your pampas grass come from?"

"Pu grass, are you talking about this broken grass?" Seeing that Shen Moli was so eager, Puchen Sword Spirit took off the pu grass he was holding in his mouth without any care, and shook it in front of Shen Moli.

Shen Moli always had a serious look on his face when he saw him, and it was rare to have such a change in expression, which made Puchen Sword Spirit suddenly feel interested and wanted to tease Shen Moli.

However, when he saw that leaf of grass, Shen Moli had no intention of gossiping with Puchen Sword Spirit.

Where the thunder vine is located, except for Liao Gehua, because the grass does not grow, everything will have no chance of survival under the blow of thunder and lightning, let alone a leaf of grass that seems to be weak. I'm afraid that ordinary blades of grass, under the blow of many thunderbolts, even with thick branches and leaves, will be scorched to ashes.

Now, this leaf of pu grass made Shen Moli suddenly think of something in the sea, but he needed more clues to prove his thoughts.

"If you beg me, I'll tell you, how?" Puchen Sword Spirit's eyes flashed with a crystal light, staring at Shen Moli with a wicked smile.

During the period of following Shen Moli like a shadow, although Puchen Sword Spirit was gradually moved by Shen Moli's words and deeds, his attitude towards Shen Moli was also much closer. But even so, when he was forced to follow Shen Moli in the first place, Puchen Sword Spirit still wanted to find an opportunity to vent.

The evil in Puchen's sword spirit eyes was unabashedly reflected in Shen Moli's eyes, but it also fell into Xiangzhang's eyes.

As early as when he turned the Puchen Sword and stabbed at others, Xiangzhang stared at everything that happened to the Puchen Sword without blinking.

Manipulating the invisible airflow, although Xiangzhang successfully reversed the direction of the impulsive Puchen Sword, he also inadvertently fell his own leaf of pampas grass into the airflow, and scraped it onto the Puchen Sword with the airflow.

With such a mistake, Xiang Zhang originally planned to wait for Puchen's sword to pierce the Sand Clan, causing a conflict between the Sand Clan and Shen Moli, and then take the opportunity of many people to secretly retrieve Pucao.

Although the leaf grass is extremely small, it is an indispensable weapon for him to settle down among the thunder vines over the years.

When he first entered the location of this thunder vine, he died nine times, if it wasn't for the chance to encounter this leaf standing proudly in the lightning flash, with his own aura to absorb the essence of the grass, so that he also has some magic power to resist thunder and lightning, even if he has three heads and six arms, it is impossible to survive so long in this thunder vine.

Now, Pu Cao is missing, and he will be restricted from entering and exiting the formation enchantment. The ubiquitous thunder and lightning in the outside world are not at all an existence that his physical body can resist and withstand.

Although he wanted to leave this place, if he lost his life, how could he leave this place.

Thinking of this, Xiangzhang looked at Pu Cao's gaze, and became more and more eager.

If there was only Shen Moli at the moment, Xiangzhang would have rushed forward, even if he directly wiped out Shen Moli, he would have to recapture that leaf of grass.

However, there are still many Sand people here in front of him, if Xiang Zhang rushes directly to snatch it, with his martial arts cultivation, he will inevitably show his feet in front of the Sand people, so that his identity as the patriarch is exposed to the sun and is pursued by everyone.

With the strength of the Sand people, although he knew that he could defeat the crowd with the strength of one person, but after leaving the land of the Thunder Vine, he could not leave the formation of the Sand people for the time being, and naturally he was not willing to let his identity be discovered so early.

And at this time, if he opened his mouth to return to Pucao, he would not say that Puchen Sword Spirit would not give it, and I was afraid that Shen Moli would be suspicious.

After all kinds of associations, although Xiangzhang was anxious to turn around if there was a hot pot in his heart, his expression still seemed to be extremely serious, if the leaf grass had nothing to do with him at all.

In the next field, a pair of eyes that everyone did not pay attention to, but they did not leave any trace in Xiangzhang's expression in their eyes.